trying to adjust

This is me. A college freshman who forgot how to use makeup and wants to rip every strand of hair out of her head.

I feel like death. Chemistry rules my life. Sleep is what I need right now. And all I really want is to go back to where everything was easy and simple and nice and I had tons of friends that have known me since kindergarten.

Somewhere in the middle of scrambling to this class and that class and to the library I'm trying to find out how to stay content with this whole "single" thing and not getting discouraged that I might just fail these classes. This is such a pessimistic post, and I pinky promise that if you saw me on campus I wouldn't be dragging my feet with a frown on my face, but sometimes I just have to be a little sad.

So here I am, and I'm a little sad. I feel like I'm being pulled a million different directions right now.